Gemotions

The coffee tasted like ash, reflecting the bitter taste that had settled in his mouth. He watched the new hire, Daniel, struggle with the software. He could have made a difference. He could have helped. Instead, he’d chosen the easier path. Now, the weight of his decision pressed down on him with crushing force.

His hands shook as he reached for the mouse, his movements slow and clumsy. He kept thinking of the details, the steps, the actions, and the consequences. He had come here, but at what cost.

He left the office early, needing the fresh air. The city streets were crowded, noisy, but the feeling of isolation within him was profound. He went to the park, where children laughed, but his heart felt empty. The feeling never left him.